Last day

I've got a pain in my cheekbones, like I've been smiling too much...

It's because I've been holding in my tears for a week.

Anyway, BBQ and Cream Soda taste test party and one last bike ride with Curtis and then sleep and moving day tomorrow. Packing up this week my mom was a great help. I feel like she judges me for what I keep or give up, which is good, because I get rid of more stuff that I'd get rid of eventually anyway. I'm just that self conscious. And for moving boxes around last night, Curtis was such a help too. Organizing, giving feedback, it was very helpful.

I did cry some talking to my mom this morning, and then when I said good bye to my two best friends, and I've been tearing up on and off this evening. I'm probably going to cry some more tonight and bawl a ton tomorrow and when my parents drop me off for real.

I love living down here, and I know I need to move out and grow up. I just wish it didn't feel like this.